When

you

were

you-

ng

You

were

the

ki-

ng

of

car-

rot

flo-

wers

And

how

you

built

a

to-

wer

tu-

mb-

ling

through

the

tree-

s

In

ho-

ly

rat-

tle-

snakes

that

fell

a-

ll

a-

round

you-

r

feet

And

your

mom

would

stick

a

fo-

rk

right

in-

to

dad-

dy's

shoul-

der

And

dad

would

throw

the

gar-

bage

a-

ll

a-

cross

the

floo-

r

As

we

would

lay

and

learn

what

each

o-

ther's

bo-

dies

we-

re

for

And

this

is

the

room

One

af-

ter-

noo-

n

I

knew

I

could

love

you

And

from

a-

bove

you

how

I

sa-

nk

in-

to

your

sou-

l

In-

to

that

sec-

ret

place

where

no

o-

ne

da-

res

to

go

And

your

mom

would

drink

un-

til

she

wa-

s

no

lon-

ger

speak-

ing

And

dad

would

dream

of

all

the

dif-

fe-

rent

ways

to

di-

e

Each

one

a

lit-

tle

more

than

he

cou-

ld

da-

re

to

try

.